HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts)
“You like this, girl?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“You want more?”
“More, all of you, please.”
Brag hooked his thumbs under my undershirt and pulled, his fingers
tearing through the cotton like butter. He pulled it away, ripping it to shreds and leaving my chest exposed to the forest breeze. The frosty night air licked at my breasts, hardening my nipples even further.
“Beautiful,” breathed Mahk, thrusting up again. His bulge pressed against my swollen clit, sending sparks across my vision. I tried to lean forward, to grind against him, but Brag held me still, hooking his arms through mine and pinning them behind my back.